"Demon King?"
Zhou Yi's eyebrows raised slightly, pretending to be unaware, and he snorted coldly.
"I had anticipated that the Buddhist and Taoist sects would not be content and were bound to slander my junior brother."
Qin Zheng was slightly taken aback when he heard this, "Junior brother?"
"Xuan Xiao Daojun is indeed my junior brother," Zhou Yi confirmed.
Zhou Yi did not intend to take advantage of Xiao Tiezhu deliberately. Given his age, he had more than enough years to be called an elder brother.
If there really was any objection, let them stand up and speak!
Qin Zheng suddenly regretted asking; matters involving the dark secrets of immortals required that one always maintain a sense of reverence, no matter how amiable and close they might seem.
The divide between immortals and mortals was even more profound than that between father and son, or sovereign and minister.
